Listen, you, when I say to you
that you're not in my thoughts,
that I don't want your sighs,
that I'm not bathing in your waters
Forget me, forget me, forget
that as long as you wanted ne
you converted me into a beggar
for your love, by night and by day
Now I'm the water in the sandpit,
a grain of sand in the track,
clear water that the creek brings,
sighs of rambling roses,
sighs of rambling roses.
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Listen, you, when I say to you
that your kisses aren't calling me,
that I don't want your caresses
that you used to give to my body.
Forget me, forget me, forget
that my fondness makes friends
with the embrace of your body,
with the glass you look at yourself in.
Now I'm the water in the sandpit,
a grain of sand in the track,
clear water that the creek brings,
sighs of rambling roses,
sighs of rambling roses.
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Listen, you, when I say to you
that I'm not waiting at the window
with my heart in suspense
from night 'til morning.
Forget me, forget me, forget,
my walking was your pacing,
your arms were my passion,
my smile was your joy.
Now I'm the water in the sandpit,
a grain of sand in the track,
clear water that the creek brings,
sighs of rambling roses,
sighs of rambling roses. (this verse twice more)